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Rising Like a Phoenix
"I don't want to control it..." An independant Credence/Aurelius from Fantastic Beasts Contains spoilers and dark themes.
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“imagine your otp”
i do. always. in literally every scenario.
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He had to hold his tongue. California was an interesting time he noticed, it was changing compared to the 1920s and early 30s. Aurelius was amazed by so many movements that were to happen and now it was clicking on the possibility that the old man coward dragged Billy out of here.
A joke now given Neil took Billy away from progressive California to bum fuck Indiana and yet Billy would find love anyway. He had been staring, taking in how happy Billy looked. It almost broke his heart. "Mine can get mad to but it's usually to jerks that don't pay him or have some supremacy ideas. He is never mad at me unless I do something stupid but that is always out of concern and given he is really trying hard to be a father."
Looking back, Aurelius was the same, trying hard to be a son, at first trying to not mess up, to please his father until they both let their forced perfection fall and admit they both have no idea what they were doing and they'd work on it... then again, it was also during a war time from World War II and the war between Albus and Grindelwald. "Eh, he sounds like a piece of work."
He looked at the woman and their eyes met, he knew she was worried and he realized quick that it was not a good sight at all. He was sure he looked intimidating or someone that just got back from a funeral since he wore a forlorn look. Billy looked like his mother... she was beautiful and Aurelius wondered often if he also looked like his own. He'd never know, Aberforth doesn't even have a picture of her. "You can call me Aurie or Credence if you want." He says with a small smile. "I never seen Wonder Woman. But I do love playing games to"
He looks at the woman with an almost knowing look, just as he looked at Billy as if he had known the boy for years even though they just met. "Forgive me, I just thought I'd say hello and keep Billy company for a minute. He reminds me of my friend." He didn't know if he was lying or being truthful. He looks at the mother again, how similar they look was amazing. She was beautiful as her son will be, right now he was to adorable for words and he loved the struggle Billy had with his name: You'll get it eventually.
"I uh.. more so want to speak with you, Mrs. Hargrove. If you'll allow me." He added while looking down at Billy. "Well, more of a message for you that I hope one day you will understand even though I wish the day never comes."
"He is in Hawkins, Indiana. He is safe, happy, but he misses his mother so much. But he is okay. And yes, he's away from him." He was looking at Billy the whole time.
He wanted to change the future so much, was willing to sacrifice his love so Billy could be happy.. but he also knew that messing with time could be disastrous to. He tried not to express sorrow. And hoped she will remember and know what he meant.
"And Billy, one day you can be yourself, no one will breathe any negativity your way on what is wrong and right." He was pretty sure he sounded like some crazy guy now. But he finally looks at Billy's mother with urgency as if begging her to remember. If he can't change what will happen he can at least tell her where Billy was.
@puppetoffthehook continued from here because yes
Aurelius was sure he accidentally time jumped again, and well, at least he knew why this time. He saw the small boy, it was almost amazing the little guy will become someone so strong later on.. if this was Billy.
Eyes look at the doll curious instead of judging, wondering who she was from. "Oh, I'm Aurelius, sorry for staring.. you remind me of someone I know is all." Smiles. And maybe he wanted to see Billy more before that monster of his father hurt him.
#how to not be creepy xD;;#puppetoffthehook#he really was just out here with weird af words#billy's mom is gonna call the authorities aurie pls xD;;;#long post#i made a novella omggg
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Aurelius had not wanted to marry, not wanted to be pushed to marry. Maybe he was happy being alone.. he didn't know. He just knew that the idea of it scared him. It meant possible being tied down given his name and his power.
No one he knew would really want him for him when his family name meant power and his Obscurus could easily destroy a city if he allowed it.. unless he was killed.
The question made him uneasy to. He knew where Astarion was coming from, it could be simple. But still that also meant the vampire elf would outlive him. Even if the vampire part was taken out, Aurelius was pretty much human and he was sure elves lived hundreds of years, a hundred years is nothing to an elf. And with his own luck he won't live to an old age.
"You mean well. But I don't see myself marrying anyone, not now. I... I don't feel like someone that fits the role." They barely knew one another either. It was better than nothing but still. The usually reserved man shook like a scared bird somewhat. He was sure denying the pale elf could be an insult, but he also didn't want to hurt his friend if one day Aurelius died. He didn't want to even think of the idea of having anyone mourn...
@aeterna---amantes continued from here
He had thought to let his friend (master?) know beforehand in case the day came and the young man wouldn't be there. And maybe not wanting to get the pale elf's wrath if he just left out of the blue. Sure Aurelius probably could defend himself but he also didn't want to fight someone he considered a friend.
He didn't want to be married off to someone he knew, someone Aurelius was sure would just use him for his powers. A weapon and maybe because of his name alone, not marrying him for him.
His master friend had become quite the powerful person in the darkness, it was quite a fright in good ways. He now guessed he was being married off in hopes the one that married him would get into Astarion's good graces... a possible smart tactic on paper, in reality though probably not a good idea. All this made his heart race with anxiety, with fear he never had before even as his face remained calm.
What cost would it be? Would it be to high? He didn't know or even think Astarion would actually be willing to help so he was taken aback and had to think. The two had similarities in murdering their tormentor. Astarion with his creator, Aurelius with Mary Lou.
Realizing he had probably been standing there and staring at the floor for a good three minutes, did he finally look up. "I want it stopped." Finally he answered, "I don't want to be married off to some random person I've never met." He was sure they meant well, but he refused to have his path decided for him.
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"I will not." He answered, not caring if Devrim tore him apart or hurt him. Aurelius has no care about his own well being, he was focused on helping Devrim and it was clear this was not just some possible tracker inserted into the young dragon.. no, he'd seen things inserted such as medication from Newt with his beasts many times, no this was different. To different. This was more than a hatchling taken away...
And there it was. The hard truth that Aurelius was so happy Devrim trusted him enough to yell out, to not hold it in any more. But at the same time he felt that ache, that urge.. that need to butcher whoever did this. Butcher was a kind word, slaughter was kinder compared to what the witch wanted to do in that moment.
The words, so awful. No, he couldn't even begin to imagine how his friend felt. And what did stop his Obscurus from bursting out to wreck havoc around them was...
"... a girl? Why would they treat you like a girl?" It was genuine, he didn't understand, how could he know given he never really looked since well, looking would be weird and humiliating he was sure. He stared, confused. Devrim wasn't a girl.. right? He didn't see a girl, he saw a boy there, in dragon form, in human form. He also again was not one to really talk since he himself cared less about gender and didn't care if he was called a girl or boy, usually it's boy but he didn't care.
But he couldn't focus on that. He had to think... they did the most unthinkable. Something he didn't want to even think a human would stoop lower than shit for. But here it was, in the worst aftermath... and why?! What did it prove?!
He knew now why Devrim didn't want to be touched... and somehow Aurelius felt Dev may take a long time to be touched again, maybe never without knowing first. He wanted them dead but at the same time the damage was done... their death no matter how slow would not repair the violation. But it felt like a good step. "And yet the call us the monsters.. the unnatural..."
"I can." He finally replied. He could do it. He was sure the feeling would remain, a hint of something wrong. But the memory can possibly be wiped. "I.. never did it before, I usually killed over doing it. But I can wipe the memory, I can't say the feeling would linger though. But if you truly wish it, I will do it.. or try. It only worked so far on my own kind and non-magic persons. I don't know if it will work on you. But first I want the names and description of each one, I know it is painful and I swear I'd not ask if I could get the information myself.. but I must know who they are that did this. To make sure they don't live the month, the week if I'm lucky. I will draw out their deaths so slowly they will beg for death but I will not give it... I will make sure they suffer a million times over." He swore it. He will kill them all.. and he would leave them to rot somewhere.
And he was knocked off and landed hard, a deep growl escaping him on instinct as his eyes became white. But he almost painfully forced himself to not retaliate.
"Your baby isn't here." He replied, teeth gritting. If only Aurelius knew what happened, he'd have took the rage and pain and tore the place apart. Would he die? Probably, but would he take so many to hell with him? Yes.
"Why should I stay away? You are you.. now let me help you. I don't want to do something I'll regret either. And I'm not leaving you here to bleed.."
Aurelius couldn't speak as if he understood. He would have no idea and have no right to even try and pretend he knew. ".... It's a hole. Knowing that through all your power, no matter how strong, it wasn't enough?" He finally said. "... It's different but I am sure you feel that way, or worse, beyond words. It haunts you at night when everyone's asleep... knowing you couldn't protect what you love." He thought of Modesty, her look of fear, but it wasn't at Mr. Graves, it was at Aurelius... Credence, the one that she once loved so much saw only a monster.
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@aeterna---amantes continued from here
He had thought to let his friend (master?) know beforehand in case the day came and the young man wouldn't be there. And maybe not wanting to get the pale elf's wrath if he just left out of the blue. Sure Aurelius probably could defend himself but he also didn't want to fight someone he considered a friend.
He didn't want to be married off to someone he knew, someone Aurelius was sure would just use him for his powers. A weapon and maybe because of his name alone, not marrying him for him.
His master friend had become quite the powerful person in the darkness, it was quite a fright in good ways. He now guessed he was being married off in hopes the one that married him would get into Astarion's good graces... a possible smart tactic on paper, in reality though probably not a good idea. All this made his heart race with anxiety, with fear he never had before even as his face remained calm.
What cost would it be? Would it be to high? He didn't know or even think Astarion would actually be willing to help so he was taken aback and had to think. The two had similarities in murdering their tormentor. Astarion with his creator, Aurelius with Mary Lou.
Realizing he had probably been standing there and staring at the floor for a good three minutes, did he finally look up. "I want it stopped." Finally he answered, "I don't want to be married off to some random person I've never met." He was sure they meant well, but he refused to have his path decided for him.
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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ* ARRANGED MARRIAGE SENTENCE STARTERS 2.0
arranged marriage thematic starters, only revamped! change pronouns/adapt as needed!
refusal and disagreements
❝ I would rather die than marry the likes of you. ❞
❝ I will run away! I won’t accept this marriage! ❞
❝ I cannot accept this. I will not marry them – my heart belongs to someone else. ❞
❝ Please – please do not make me wed them! ❞
❝ Anyone else would be better! Please, I know you can find me a better match! ❞
❝ Do not touch me! I only married you for duty, stay away from me! ❞
❝ I do not care what you want, we did not marry out of love. ❞
❝ You are mine now. Act properly. ❞
❝ Who you loved before is meaningless. We are married now, and your lover will remain in the past. ❞
❝ I will never love you! ❞
❝ It isn’t fair! I don’t even know them! ❞
❝ You will not give my only child to that monster! ❞
❝ It is a match beneath my daughter. You insult us with the mere proposition of it. ❞
❝ She is a princess. She won’t be wed to someone lesser. ❞
❝ He will marry the one we chose, not that peasant! ❞
❝ You refuse me to give yourself to a peasant?! ❞
❝ The match is already made but I cannot accept it. I love you! ❞
❝ It is you I love! I could not bear to be with them instead. ❞
meetings and beginnings
❝ You are not at all what I imagined. ❞
❝ I know you hold no love for me. How could you when we are practically strangers? And I know we may never come to love each other, but we can at least be friends. ❞
❝ Love can be built, too. And if you’re willing, I would like to try and learn to love you. ❞
❝ The descriptions I heard did not do justice to your beauty. ❞
❝ You are lovely. I am lucky you are to be wed to me. ❞
❝ I must admit I expected far worse from an arranged marriage. ❞
❝ I want to know you better if we are to be wed. Tell me about the things you like. ❞
❝ We are only marrying because I need an heir. What you do and with who beyond that does not matter to me. ❞
❝ I too am in love with someone else, but they will never allow me to marry my beloved. Why don’t we make an agreement? ❞
❝ Am I not what you expected? ❞
❝ You seem disappointed… I may not be as good-looking as you expected, but I shall never treat you unkindly. ❞
❝ This is your home too, now. You are free to go wherever you wish. ❞
❝ How odd we have been betrothed for so long but never saw each other before our wedding day. ❞
❝ I do not care about power and wealth. I want to marry for love. ❞
❝ Even though I have been told this would happen my entire life, I still can’t quite accept it. ❞
discussing the topic
❝ In just a few days I will be wed to someone I never met. ❞
❝ It is so odd to think my entire life will change so fast. A person I don’t even know, and we will be bound for life! ❞
❝ I know they plan to marry me off to someone soon, even if no one said a thing yet. ❞
❝ How could you agree to this without even asking me what I want? ❞
❝ You will do as you’re told and marry them! ❞
❝ We picked the best match available for you. ❞
❝ It is the best we managed. I am sorry you don’t like them, but there was no other way. ❞
❝ You knew this day would come. People like us only marry for duty, dear. ❞
❝ Love is not the priority for the likes of us. ❞
❝ Marrying for love is a delusion. ❞
❝ You are a princess. You will have to agree to a match eventually. ❞
❝ There are so many good proposals! How come no one is to your tastes? ❞
❝ Our bloodline must continue, and for that, you need to marry and have heirs. ❞
❝ I do not wish to leave home. My betrothed lives in such a different place… ❞
❝ I will never let them ship you off to a stranger. ❞
❝ You will not be sold for power like I was. ❞
❝ I won’t let them trade you for their alliance! ❞
❝ The arrangement was made when you were both still children. It is much too late to go back on it. ❞
❝ We have been promised to each other for years, and yet we have never met. ❞
❝ They are deciding your life for you! How can you simply accept it?! ❞
❝ There is no reason to make a fuss. I have known for years someday I would be married to some stranger my family found suitable. ❞
❝ Through them, we shall finally join our bloodlines! ❞
❝ Our children make quite the pair. I am glad they seem to get along so easily. ❞
❝ Only kings would be worthy of you. We will accept no less on your behalf. ❞
❝ A complete stranger is suddenly mine. And then, I am hers, too – I must offer her my all. ❞
❝ What do you think your betrothed will be like? ❞
love, duty, ambition and alliances
❝ Don’t pretend to care. The only reason you agreed to this is because of my title. ❞
❝ You married me for my claim, I know that! I just thought, given time, we could grow to be fond of each other. ❞
❝ I shall marry you only because I must. ❞
❝ Ours is a union of duty. You would do well to remember that. ❞
❝ Every good child knows: duty before your heart’s desire. ❞
❝ Remember what is at stake. Peace relies on our union. ❞
❝ Even if we married for duty, our union can still become one of true love. ❞
❝ A marriage is a marriage – love or arranged. Both require the same level of commitment. ❞
❝ Both our lands benefit from our match – and I know will be a good queen. ❞
❝ My people will love you in time. I think I might, too. ❞
❝ We were wed for an alliance, but this doesn’t need to be terrible. We can at least be friends. ❞
❝ Duty brought us together, but it is love that will make this bearable. ❞
❝ My father used to say the strongest loves are built by choice, not by chance. ❞
❝ Do you believe in love at first sight? I think I’m already in love with you. ❞
❝ Even if you love me, your people never will. ❞
❝ I married you for your title. I do not care for love. ❞
❝ My heart is yours, but we cannot be together. My family would never agree to a match like this. ❞
❝ Marrying them will give the realm peace. I have to agree to the match, even if you are the one I truly love. ❞
❝ It seems silly to think a single union will end decades of conflict. This is just the start. ❞
❝ They found me someone rich to marry! I will finally have everything I wanted. ❞
❝ I do not care my betrothed is not handsome – I only care that he is rich. ❞
❝ You will learn to love. You have to be determined to grow a love that will sustain your marriage for a lifetime. ❞
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Do other writers ever get this like, hyper-specific dialogue exchange drop into their brains and you know exactly where these character are standing and what they’re doing and how they’re saying these words but that’s all you get. You don’t have much other context and this specific moment that exists only at this time in your headspace??
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Aurelius was the rawest form of magic, twisted by self hate and repression of what made him unique.
He held his wand more like a knife than the normal way to hold a wand. He watched Voldemort with tenseness that could have mostly been seen in a cornered animal.
And most of all, the younger knew who this was. He'd be an ignorant fool to not know, much less one his uncle and father told Aurelius about in letters. Now the worry came if Voldemort meant to harm him or.... wait- teacher?
That made his stance falter with confusion as he stared and thought of Grindelwald. The one who was nice to him a few times but also made him full of rage and hate, twisted by lies that took forever to unlearn and he still struggled to unlearn the teachings and lies. "I doubt you'd want to teach me, sir." He finally replied. "What else is there to learn anyway?"
@obscurebelief
Growls some. "No one. I belong to no one!" He refused to accept he belonged to anyone again, he had fought so hard to be free.
Voldemort smiles. "The spirit in this one."
He side steps the others wand hand. Keeping close to the youth.
"You need a teacher, a mentor to show you the way. In the way Grindelwald could never."
#grindelwald in the distance: i sense an insult in the force#tmvoldemort#aurie meeting all the dark wizards :D
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And he was knocked off and landed hard, a deep growl escaping him on instinct as his eyes became white. But he almost painfully forced himself to not retaliate.
"Your baby isn't here." He replied, teeth gritting. If only Aurelius knew what happened, he'd have took the rage and pain and tore the place apart. Would he die? Probably, but would he take so many to hell with him? Yes.
"Why should I stay away? You are you.. now let me help you. I don't want to do something I'll regret either. And I'm not leaving you here to bleed.."
Aurelius couldn't speak as if he understood. He would have no idea and have no right to even try and pretend he knew. ".... It's a hole. Knowing that through all your power, no matter how strong, it wasn't enough?" He finally said. "... It's different but I am sure you feel that way, or worse, beyond words. It haunts you at night when everyone's asleep... knowing you couldn't protect what you love." He thought of Modesty, her look of fear, but it wasn't at Mr. Graves, it was at Aurelius... Credence, the one that she once loved so much saw only a monster.
Aurelius had to leap back and fight the urge to snarl back on instinct. He was seeing the blood on his mouth and shook his head sadly. Somehow, something inside of him ached like he understood what it was like losing a baby, something so close.
But that was impossible. He didn't have any children. But somehow he understood the loss, like there was a gaping and bloody hole where a heart should be. He was careful to approach and look for what was causing the blood coming from Devrim's mouth..
He did his best to seek out the injury to heal it. "I don't have your baby, Dev..." He said honestly. He just healed best he could and he felt something while touching Devrim.. it was small and subtle under the skin of the guise. It was almost missed of he wasn't sure it wasn't there before. He touched it, it was hard, foreign and that confused him. "What is that...?"
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"I mean, they probably sense a predator so it makes sense on why they flee. Surprised the Mermaids didn't sense anything. Humans are sometimes overrated in my opinion. I'd have rather been born as a phoenix like Fawkes..."
"I still am in awe that this Neverland is a real place. But the forgetting sounds nice from someone who's been through a harsh life. I guess dragons have better memory or are immune to the magic that clouds memory."
"Exactly is the question. And I highly doubt I'd be possessed. I just don't know if I was speaking it or if Nagini was speaking normal. She didn't talk to others at the circus if I remember."
"I know you aren't, I'd say more crocodile like though even that is off. Hmm actually have you ever tried to see if you can speak to other reptiles?" Aurelius was genuinely curious if it was possible, or if dragons can understand other animals in a way humans couldn't. He shrugs. "That is fair." He also had no reason to speak with rabbits. "Um.. Timvork los revark...? I think I may have just insulted you or your dads or something."
He listened and didn't understand at all what Devrim said and he was hoping it wasn't an insult. He didn't know how to try it given he had no idea if he can even speak it or just understand it. "I would have no idea if I'm even saying anything different since when I was with Nagini I spoke, well, normal. If I spoke a different language I didn't know."
He still kept his gaze lowered. Hating that he got sick and hating more how weak he got. "I.. I just am not used to it." He sighs. "I am still sorry I got ill.. I should've said something but I didn't want to ruin the night and assumed it'd somehow pass."
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me remembering that Neil Hargrove is canonically still alive in Stranger Things:
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If My Muse was dying in Your Muse’s arms, what would your muse tell mine?
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inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.
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THIS BLOG DOES NOT ROLEPLAY SMUT WITH MINORS ⛔
When I say minors I mean both minor muses and muns. Since it is explicit erotic material, even if there is consent between both of us, we could be charged of child pornography and judged as a sex offenders.
Please, do not lie about your age. It will damage us both
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